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Literally Rafe in this snippet

Can we get a snippet of angry/frustarted Rafe? 😍

We can have slightly jealous and frustrated Rafe, if that works? 🤣

Read Wild Winds here!

18+ MDNI | Language, references to sex.

By the time intermission rolled around, Logan found herself trying to stay awake, the movie more boring than she thought. Beside her, Amy and Nate had already moved closer, Amy’s hand resting just a little too high on Nate’s thigh to be friendly. Thomas was fully laying down now, hands resting behind his head, nudging her foot from time to time when he noticed the other two getting touchy.

Pushing herself into a standing position, Logan tugged on the hem of her shorts before stretching, “Gotta pee—back soon.”

Neither Amy nor Nate heard her and Thomas just waved in acknowledgement. She glanced towards her brother and his friends, noticing them whispering together and she only shook her head, not at all wanting to get involved in that.

Rafe was still in his seat further back, although both Topper and Kelce were nowhere to be seen. The oldest Cameron slouched back with a flat look across his face. “Who’s the guy?”

Logan paused in front of him, her hands sliding down her bare arms, wishing she remembered to bring a jacket. “What guy?”

“The guy playing footsie with you all night.”

Logan frowned, shaking her head slightly before realization crossed her face, however, before she was able to continue, she spotted Topper and Kelce coming out of the bathrooms.

She moved past Rafe and after several long seconds, he joined her behind a few of the larger trees near the restrooms. “Fancy seeing you here.”

“Are we seeing other people now?”

Rafe looked incredibly displeased, hands shoved into his pockets and hat pulled on backwards, a look that very much made her brain short circuit. She took a step closer to him, hands running along his shoulders and down his arms until they found home on his narrow waist.

“Are you jealous, Rafe?”

“Cut the shit, Logan.”

She couldn’t help but laugh softly, gently tugging him towards her as she looked up at him, the boy in front of her still with his hands in his pockets and sour look across his face.

“I think Thomas is probably much more interested in you than he would be in me.” She squeezed his sides, taking just another step closer as she studied his face. When Rafe didn’t immediately get what she was saying, Logan rolled her eyes, “He’s gay. Thomas wouldn’t want me if I was the last person on earth. You have nothing to worry about. I already told you that.”

Rage exhaled slowly, his shoulders loosening considerably as he pulled his hands from his pockets, both palms landing on her lower back as he pulled her into him, “You're sure?”

“Um…very.” Logan nodded, “I walked in on him and Anthony Reynolds senior year. They were in the locker room and didn’t realize practice was starting. They’re lucky it was just me and that I’m not startled by blow jobs easily.”

“I…think I could have lived without that image.”

Logan smiled, tilting her head up to request a kiss, Rafe giving her a soft one a moment later, “Enjoying the movie?”

“No.” Rafe’s straight face and deadpan answer had her giggling, “I’d rather be making out with you. Why aren’t we doing that, again…?”

“I promised Amy.” Logan looped her arms around his waist, chin resting on his sternum, “but you can kiss me now…”